New Gods of North America.

Chapter 241: The Target of "Hunting"
Returning to the camp with the results of the observations,
Inissa quickly called a few agents to start rebuilding traps and alarms according to the "maximum 20 yards per 'jump'" distance.
Wayne also informed Mr. Daggett and Chris and others of the situation.

After all, when encountering an emergency, knowing the distance the other party is more likely to move to means that you can make more predictions.

After noticing that Inissa had changed into hunting clothes, Mr. Daggett did not say it explicitly, but he seemed to no longer want to hide their Beyonder identities.
So even though Wayne was only describing the objective situation he observed, Mr. Daggett quickly expressed that he understood the situation.

Instead, Chris raised the question:

“Even if the distance between the footprints of that ‘monster’ is 20 yards, and the number of consecutive breaks is four, this is only under ‘normal’ circumstances, right?

"If the other party senses danger, will there be any changes? Just like when a beast fights before dying, it will often be more ferocious than usual."

Ah, so you Muggles are full of problems...

and many more.

What Chris said seems to make sense.

So they just passed the night uneventfully, and the next day, when the rain stopped for a while, everyone hurried on their journey.

During this period, the enemy tried to attack in the densely wooded areas of the mountains and forests.

However, Wayne noticed an abnormal change in the "line" - that is, the "rubber band" suddenly "bounced" after being tightened - and shot in advance.

I didn't guess the landing point correctly, and in the end the opponent hid behind a tree and escaped.

By the way, before the heavy rain came again, everyone chose to camp by the stream in a place with a wider view.

There were no big trees around to hang the tarpaulin, so the shed could only be supported by temporary thin wooden stakes.

The space suddenly seemed a lot lower, and it felt a little depressing to stay in it.

But from a mental point of view, everyone has actually switched to the "wait and see" mode.

As long as the "slender figure" can be seen near the camp, everyone will have a chance to hit it at least before it completes its third "teleportation".

If I jump again, I might end up in the woods, so I can only let things take their course.

Mr. Daggett seemed quite satisfied with the location of this stronghold:
"I suggest that we stay here until the rainstorm ends. Since it is difficult for us to travel, even if the gangs have reinforcements, they will also be blocked by the rainstorm.

"So instead of rushing on blindly and giving that guy the opportunity to reduce our numbers one by one, it's better to wait until the rain stops. This way, we will be in a better position to rush on and fight back."

Wayne didn't think this was a good idea, but at the moment his own numbers were relatively superior, and it wasn't easy to find a place in such an open terrain, so there was no reason to back down.

Therefore, from the perspective of "expanding the results" and "it's troublesome to travel on rainy days", everyone finally voted and decided to stay here for a day or two or two or three days - the rainstorm was fierce, but it usually lasted for a week at most, and then it would always ease off for a few days.

After getting the result, Wayne also tested Mr. Daggett a little:

"Mr. Daggett, do you think there will be any internal conflicts in our team before we leave this forest?"

Mr. Daggett was slightly stunned. "How could that be? At least before the 'Skinny Gang' is eliminated, we should not be enemies."

……

There is a stream nearby, so there is no need to worry about food for the time being.
I don't know who started it, but it became a trend for everyone to go fishing during the breaks between heavy rains.

And the harvest was pretty good. At first, everyone would just take any fish they could find, but later on, they gradually became more selective.

Unlike wild animals, freshwater fish that eat meat usually taste better.

For the next two days, the "Slender Man" did not come to harass us again.
Wayne thought about it for a moment. If this camp was not suitable for a sneak attack, then it might be because everyone's choice at this time was just what he wanted.

As a result, the agents' fishing time was interfered with. On the basis of ensuring the food source, the agents were forced to strengthen their shifts. Except for the necessary rest, they had to be on guard for the rest of the time.

On the evening of the third day, the rainstorm seemed to have finally stopped. As the sky gradually turned blue, Doug's pile of wet chickens were placed on the top of the carriage to "dry".
I think tomorrow will be a good day for traveling.

After dark, Lina suddenly came over with an empty wine bottle and handed it to Wayne, "Emma found this in the water, take a look."

This is a brand I've never seen before. It was originally used to hold whiskey. The label looks brand new, not moldy or soaked by water...

Wayne thought for a moment, "Did the other party come here by boat?"

Lina nodded, "And they should have arrived a long time ago. Judging from the speed of the water flow, they probably killed some time before."

"boom!"

"Enemy attack!" "Bang, bang, bang..."

As soon as Lina finished speaking, the camp was in an uproar.

The members on guard spotted a large number of people approaching secretly and fired warning shots in advance.

What responded to him from the shadows on the opposite side was the sound of gunfire.

The camp immediately launched a counterattack. Wayne, with a gun, followed the sound and quickly arrived in the direction of the dense gunfire to provide support.

I expanded my vision and scanned the darkness. The distance was a bit far, and everything in the distance was mosaic.

But blurring also has its advantages. While Wayne was shooting in the direction in front of him where there seemed to be more people, he gestured in another direction.
Over there, I vaguely saw a bunch of pixels moving in a certain direction: "There is also a group of people in that direction, be careful of sneak attacks!"

The statement that "The Thin Man Gang has fewer people than the Gary Adventure" now seems like a rumor.

There felt like there were at least forty people on the opposite side, and because they were taking the initiative, members of the camp who were originally taking turns to rest were coming to reinforce them. For a moment, their firepower was much stronger than that of the camp.

The synonym of a broad view is that the terrain is flat, and one can only rely on potholes and mounds on the grass for cover.

The camp does have some improvised defenses that have been put together in the past few days, but most people have to lie down or crouch to shoot, and often they have to duck their heads after firing a shot, as the other side may shoot back at them several times.

The situation on the other side was similar, they basically walked, half-crouched or crawled forward. After being discovered, they immediately threw a lot of things like smoke bombs to cover their bodies.

There were also people hiding in the woods a little further away and shooting from behind.

The encirclement gradually shrinks,

The sound of Inissa's bolt-action rifle seemed louder amid the dense gunfire.
Lina changed direction and started throwing a few things that looked like balls of wool to the other side.

Some of the "wool balls" were very active and "exploded" in mid-air, like a group of snakes that had been released into the forest, running very fast, as if they would bite anyone they caught.

Some are relatively "Buddhist", lying near the landing point like a trap,
Occasionally, someone would try to run back, but would be stepped on to death by Lina.

Seeing someone using extraordinary abilities, some members of Mr. Daggett's team also began to use extraordinary abilities.
One of the members pressed his hand to the ground, and in Wayne's simple line of vision, a not very wide but long straight line rolled forward.
There was an attacker on the opposite side who tried to use the terrain to get closer to the camp. He just tried to use his feet to push away the grass in a straight line and rush over, but he immediately squatted down and covered his leg. It seemed that he was cut or stabbed.

Other strange extraordinary abilities also appeared one after another, but most of them were not far enough away, and it seemed that more of them could be used at a closer distance.

At least it didn't fly as far as the high explosives that were thrown out from time to time.

The "Slender Ghost" on the opposite side also reappeared. If it was alone and a bunch of people were squatting around it to find a landing point, it might be easy to fight.

But at this time, there was a group of people holding weapons pressing in from the opposite side, and everyone preferred to attack the gunman who had a longer attack distance, rather than the "moving target" that was difficult to figure out.
Therefore, although the tall and thin ghost looked large and slow in movement,

But he was able to "jump" to the vicinity of the camp under the cover of darkness and smoke. It seemed that he could "teleport" into the camp at any time and take advantage of the opportunity to deal with anyone.

Wayne was busy with a gunfight with a group of enemies in front of him, so he could only ignore it for the time being and rely on the simple lines of the panoramic view to roughly lock it with his peripheral vision.

If the other party really dares to get close, just switch to a pistol loaded with demon hunting bullets to deal with it.

Compared to the detective agency and Mr. Daggett's team, Chris's team seemed more like a "rabble".
Several members were shot, and the rest gradually retreated, and the camp line became an "concave" shape.
It's in the shape of a Chinese character "瑩", with two bites on it.

Wayne had no choice but to take a few agents with him to fill the gap and try to push back the defense line.

In my peripheral vision, the outline of the "slender ghost" that was half-hidden behind the smoke "rebounded" again like a rubber band that had been loosened.
This time, the rapidly moving afterimage was heading towards the camp.

Wayne was busy filling one of the holes, while the Slender Man was heading towards another hole.
Its outline was "stretched" again, and it once again became the image of a tall, thin, faceless man in a suit.
The tentacles on the upper limbs had more than before, and they could also "retract", stabbing at a member who had been hit by a bullet.

Wayne threw the lever rifle into his left hand, picked up the revolver in his right hand, and turned around to aim and fire rapidly.

"Snapped--"

The sound of glass breaking was heard, and at the same time, Wayne felt a spiritual intuitive warning that was even stronger than that of the "Slender Man".

The bottle shattered, and a ball of thick asphalt-like liquid appeared at the feet of the "slender ghost".

Chris's eyes had completely turned black at this point, and there seemed to be black air coming out of his body:

"Charlie, I finally caught you, didn't I?"

(End of this chapter)